"Good morning" Brooke kissed Lucas and took a sip of her tea. She was in a bathrobe, getting ready to go to the office and then make rounds at the hospital to see some of her patients. Lucas had intense practice today- 4 hours, and him, Nathan, and Jake had been dreading it all week…it was the twice a month thing that their coach made them do to wear them out and build up their stamina. Brooke was stressed because she had six patients in the hospital and other patients this morning.
Lucas kissed her back. "Brooke, I don't wanna go to practice" he whined.
"Lucas, Broody, my baby…you can't whine- you're not the baby anymore" Brooke said, hugging him and kissing him on his forehead.
"Ah, Brooke, I bet you'll change your mind soon enough" he said and got up, winking at Brooke and walked into the bathroom. Brooke giggled and took another sip of her tea.
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"Dr. Scott?"
"Yes, Gloria?" Brooke said wearily, looking up from her paperwork.
"You have another patient"
"Great…bring them in"
"Hi, Dr. Scott" the lady said, carrying a little boy in her arms and sitting down. Brooke was a pediatric neurologist and she inspected the patients and took their history and then diagnosed them accordingly- none of the funny business of poking needles and taking temperatures- that was for the pediatricians and their nurses.
"Hello, Miss-" Brooke looked down at her paper. "Sanders. What seems to be the problem?"
The lady explained everything that had been going on with Joseph, and Brooke glanced at the little boy. All the signs and symptoms were there, and she hated to have to tell the parents that their kids had a mental disease- they tended to blame themselves for it. Brooke told the lady her suspicions, and called in for some testing. Miss Sanders took it very bravely and bade Brooke goodbye with thanks. Brooke shook her head and stared at all the papers she had to sign. What had made her do this?
Her mind answered immediately, throwing her back a few years.
"Hi Brooke- this is Madison. Her mother is a good friend of my aunt's" Peyton introduced the little girl, who looked like there was something wrong with her.
"She has a neurological disorder" Peyton whispered, answering Brooke's confused looks.
Maddie immediately looked up "I know I'm sick, you don't have to whisper"
The little girl's words shocked Brooke and she exchanged a quick look with Peyton.
Maddie stayed with Peyton and her dad for 2 weeks, and in those 2 weeks, Maddie portrayed the image of an almost perfect child- happy, content, nice, loving- and completely aware of her future. Brooke had never met anyone quite like her, and the little girl inspired Brooke to be a better person. She changed the party loving, tantrum throwing poor little rich girl into a quieter, more reserved and appreciative person. It was Maddie who had brought Brooke to her current profession.
Brooke shook her head and sighed at the memory of the little girl, who passed away shortly after her and Brooke had met.
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Peyton walked into the office and gave her name to the secretary "Peyton Jageilski"
"The doctor will be right out. Please take a seat"
Peyton sat down. She wanted Jake to be there, but he was at practice- and it was mandatory. She was there for her last checkup before she was due…July 2nd.
"Peyton Jageilski?"
She got up and walked into the clean room. Sighing, she sat down on the seat and let the doctor check her blood pressure and make sure that everything was going right.
"Looks like you're fine, Mrs. Jageilski. You're due July 2nd, and you have everything set, right?" she asked Peyton.
"Yes" Peyton said, and checked out with the secretary.
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"Anthony, baby, what's the matter?" Haley asked, bouncing him on her knee and trying to get him to stop crying. "You want daddy, don't you? You're such a daddy's boy"
"Nathan!" Haley called, and he came meandering in, towel drying his hair before he went to practice. "Hey Hales" he said, kissing her and Anthony.
"Here, he wants his daddy…he's your little spoiled child" Haley laughed and handed Anthony toNathan. Shepicked up some of the scattered toys and tossed them in a bin.
"Ah, he is my spoiled child, isn't he?" Nathan said, and showed Anthony the pool. He loved the water and would say "wa wa" when he saw the water.
Haley smiled at her husband and son and continued picking up the toys. Anthony had more toys than probably the children of a small nation combined. Nathan spared no money when it came to Anthony- anything he liked or pointed at was immediately his- of course, Haley and he had discussed how they needed to not spoil Anthony. They had spoken with people and their own parents and grandparents. They all assured Haley and Nathan that experience would come with time...
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"SCOTT…wake up. Shoot, there's two. SCOTT JUNIOR- get your butt moving!" the coach yelled good naturedly.
"Coach…Anthony kept us up-" Nathan was interrupted by Coach Thomas's laughs.
"Ah, that's bull, boy! My wife was talking to Haley on the phone last night and Anthony sleeps through the night now- don't gimme that pouty look, boy! It may work on Haley, but it ain't gonna work on me!" Coach Thomas's lectures were the entertainment for the team during long practices.
Lucas laughed and threw Nathan the ball. Sighing, he got up and threw the ball back. In a matter of 20 minutes, Nathan, Jake, and Lucas were sweating, panting, and dunking baskets right and left.
"Ladies! What are you, crippled! Move it ladies, move it!" Coach Thomas yelled, when they were doing suicides- running up and down the court again and again.
"Scott senior and Jageilski, your wives are pregnant, not you- move it!" Lucas and Jake rolled their eyes and picked up their pace.
"DUNK IT BOY!" "MOVE IT LADIES!" and "THROW IT!" were all Lucas, Jake, Nathan, and their teammates heard for the next 3 hours.
When they were done, a tired and exhausted team trudged back to the locker rooms, sweating and panting.
"Dude, so when's Peyton due?"
"July 2nd…coming up kinda fast"
"Yeah, no joke…that's next Monday…nervous?"
"Nah, I know the drill"
"Haha yeah, I guess"
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"Brooke Scott, please?" said a voice from the phone.
"Brooke!" Lucas called. "It's the office!"
Brooke picked up the phone and listened to the lady. A smile and a slightly shocked look spread on her face. Lucas watched her curiously. Brooke hung up the phone.
"So they said I'm 3 months alone and next month we can find out the gender and everything looks great" she told Lucas.
"That's wonderful, Brooke…lets go celebrate!"
Hey guys! I've been a bad girl and haven't said anything yet lol…so um I seriously hope you enjoy the story…sorry for any misspellings and crap like that, I'm just getting started…so read and review- and take pity lol…thanks so much!